The grass is always greener, huh? I spent the last year lamenting the status of the world. Adapting to a life spent alone. Missing my friends and family.
Devouring series after series on Netflix and Hulu. Running out of said series. Twiddling my thumbs. Working on a business idea.
Beginning a memoir. Mentally planning all the vacations I would take when the world reopened. Doing anything to take up the time and not think about my existential dread I could not cover up with socializing and endless activities.
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